Saturday, March 14, 2015

pi day (3.14.15)

today, i resume where i left off wherever that was in the post shaven early days of growing hair.  i am here, again, in this now, looking out at the vast horizon of the waving pacific in my pacifica perched on the edge of the ledge of earth still standing firm enough to hold this whole shebang up.  and on this sweet saturday of the pi across forever--the string of symbols that track across the sky of forever--forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever. infinitely repeating patterns across the widest part of forever. where is that?

when something is forever in human terms its always temporal. it's always constrained by the unknowable, eventual end. maybe that's the thing about projecting onto the end of the earth--we end, but it, she, this universe of ours still spinning out at its edges is something that goes on and on and on and on and on to wherever forever began.

forward and back across forever in bridges of humanity that sense something sensate about sentience. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. what it is to be here in this now across this forever.  i am here, hearing waves, dreaming of the outer edges of pi. there's something gorgeous about arriving in this life--about arriving in consciousness so that something can be considered as felt sensibility.

how to feel forever? ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, what a gorgeous human life to explore the outer edges--my outer edges of forever.  what an expanse to consider across this day if infinite repeating--those symbols stretched out in mathematical actuality across forever.

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, forever.

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